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YOREL: We know nothing about them. And you may put some stock in the sabinden-mark, but I do not.

KANNER: (still on the ladder, an arm resting on Yorel’s platform) Chendry has it. And he has as much love of Ransallet* as any of us.

*"Made-of-metal," after a colloquial term for Engine-era war machines, generally here rendered "Ironclads"--ed

KANNER: What, you think they’re secret vanguards from the Wretch, or something?

(Yorel glares down, frustrated)

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